Reckless Hearts and Shattered Pride      

I'd been so consumed with everything else that I almost forgot—I was still a student.

A high school senior in the final stretch of my fourth year, hanging by a thread.

It wasn't until a notice from one of my teachers arrived, summoning me back to school, that I remembered. 

How long had I been absent? Days? Weeks? I couldn't recall, and frankly, I didn't care.

I was on the verge of being expelled anyway. It was inevitable, just as much as the fact that I wouldn't be finishing high school. I had bigger plans.

In six months, I'd be gone, my old life left behind.

Still, the thought of my school reaching out to my parents now was a hassle I couldn't afford.

Sullivan and Sophia were too wrapped up in their own affairs to even notice I existed at the moment, but that could change.